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Hallo! Ik ben Lirkit!

Ik heb veel manieren geprobeerd om Engelse woorden te onthouden en vond de meest effectieve voor mij!

We hebben alle woorden van de liedjes die we ons hele leven hebben gehoord al in ons geheugen. We hebben er simpelweg geen aandacht aan besteed, maar we horen ze allemaal al!

Ik merkte dat wanneer je een nieuw woord leert uit een liedje dat je al eerder hebt gehoord, je de vertaling van dit woord al voor altijd kent en je het nooit zult vergeten!

Deze methode wil ik met je delen. Het schema is dus als volgt.

We vinden liedjes die we al gehoord hebben.

We voegen alle onbekende woorden ervan toe.

We slagen voor minitests van geheugenspellen. klaar

Nu je veel woorden kent, zul je heel snel de hele taal leren kennen!

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K'Naan

I Was Stabbed By Satan

 

I Was Stabbed By Satan

(album: The Dusty Foot Philosopher - 2005)


[speaking]
1.2.1.2

[Chorus:]
I was stabbed by satan, on the day that I was born,
I was promised loving, but instead I was torn,
La la la, la la la, my heart bled fear,
La la la, la la la, I shed tears.

[Verse 1:]
A poor black ghetto child,
He can't shoot and he can't go run them out,
There's no school and the kids go runnin wild,
The police and the court wanna run them out,
He's so cold, and the po po hate em all,
He ain't seen his daddy since back in '84,
But oh well so it be, now hes in jail,
His mothers stressin just to get him out on bail,
Now sing it out.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
And so the story goes on, There's no glory in the war he takes a tote on
His own body, but his buddies wouldn't of rolled on,
So bloody when the car comes to a stop,
The police with the big glocks, will em out
They say freeze but there's only one comin out,
There's 2 dead with a legal gun to his head,
It's stupid, should of played ball instead,
Let's sing it out.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
So one day, when it's all said and done,
My life will be the bluest rap song ever sung,
My verses will be curses to the rich and all sorts of authority will cease to exist,
My daughters will be free of wars in my honor your fist,
Will raise in the air, in the silence of revolution, my face will appear,
Like the vision of a prisoner with his last beer,
This song is a poem and the whole poem is a tear,
Dropped in your ear.

[Chorus]

[Chorus: with ad libs]

[talking]
So why do kids cry when there born,
Ever ask yourself that, I mean there's no scientific reason explanin that
Well it is said satan stabs a child at birth, as an introduction to pain,
Y'know, welcome to the world right.

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?